The Downhome Cajun

Randomness Like Only I Can Do...

2013-04-23T12:48:00.001-04:00

* Holy cow, two blog post in one week? Someone better make sure I'm not running a fever or anything lol.

* I must admit, I do miss blogging. I've lost my mojo. I'm guessing people reading my blog and thinking every snarky statement I make is about them has had something to do with that. Whatever.

* This weekend my Son and his GF are going out of town for a mudding event and they've ask Mr Luvah Luvah and I if we would keep the baby. We are so freakin' excited! They're going to drop her off Thursday night and pick her up Sunday morning.

* This is the first time they've let us have her for an entire weekend. She's only spent the night with us once. We're beyond excited.

* If all goes well Thursday night then my Godchild and I are going to take Peyton and her baby Gabrielle to the zoo for the day.

* Saturday there's a huge festival here that I've never been to that Hubby really wants to go to so I think we're going to load up the stroller and go check out all of the wonderful music!

* This morning at 6 am when Mr Luvah Luvah left for work it was 70 degrees. I love Louisiana.

* Friday is our wedding Anniversary. It's amazing, I'm more in love with my husband than I ever thought possible. I know that he supports me 100% and he's got my back no matter what. Which is exactly how it should be! I do the same for him.

* We're probably just going to go out to dinner...shit I just realized we agreed to babysit on the weekend of our anniversary lol.

* I'm getting Hubby a cook book that he's been wanting since Xmas. He's going to be excited. He's getting me clothes lol. He told me to pick out what I wanted and since I'm a clothes whore...

* In three months it will be the one year anniversary of our moving to Louisiana. I'm so glad to be home. I'm so thankful that Hubby has adjusted to living here as well as he has.

* He loves EVERYTHING about living here. The weather, the food, the people. He says he'd never move back to the East Coast.

* Honestly, I worried about him moving here. I didn't know if he was going to like it. I'm so glad he does!

* Breakfast for supper tonight. One of our favorite meals!

Well, that's my randomness for the day!

My Hubby Always Tells Me...

2013-04-22T10:03:00.000-04:00

That Facebook is nothing but Drama. He wants nothing to do with it. And even though I love being on FB and connecting with family and friends that I don't live near, school friends whom I haven't seen in years...and just keeping up with what's going on in everyone's lives, well I kind of agree with him about the drama. I always try to make a point of not posting any personal drama on there.

Though, I'll be honest...it has happened once or twice. And even then I was very vague about what was going on and who (or what) it was about. I was never trying to start drama on FB, or start an argument with anyone. Just expressing my frustration with what was going on in my life at the time.

Any "issues" (drama) in my family isn't something I want to advertise for the whole world to see. Though, we all have it don't we? I can't imagine anyone who can claim that they have the perfect family and if you do...you're lying to yourself!

I can honestly say that I have never intentionally tried to hurt someone's feelings. I've never posted something with the mindset of "This is about you, I know it, you know it but it's vague enough that no one will really know!" I'm just not that kind of person. And for anyone to think that I ever would hurts me to the very core of my being.

Anytime I have posted something personal like that, I was intentionally vague because I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings (or start "drama" with anyone). But like most people, I need a place to express myself. I try to do it with the least amount of drama. It's what's best for everyone involved. I don't judge other people for how they choose to express themselves and I hate that I'm judged for it.

It amazes me that someone can read something on your FB (and/or blog) and just assume that it was about them without asking me right out if it is. (Not to mention, it's a little vain don't you think?) It's what I would do (more on that later). Because if you don't then you could possibly be wrong.

And sometimes when you're mad/hurt and you don't really know the truth then you run the risk of cutting someone out of your life that didn't deserve it and that really cares a great deal for you. You could be missing out on someone who could add greatly to your life. You're also cutting out any chance of getting the issue/problem resolved.

One of the traits that I hate about myself is that I care greatly what others think about me. Other peoples opinions of me can make me tear myself apart. I wish I knew how to change that but I don't. It's who I am. I'll trip over myself just to be accepted by people who matter to me, and I shouldn't have to.

I accept people for who they are. I might not always like it, but I do it anyway. Because who am I to judge right? We all have the right to our own opinions, at least that's the way it's supposed to be.
You should never judge someone for their opinions unless you want to be judged for yours. If I'm accepting of you, and your opinions then you should be accepting me of me and mine.

So, back to the FB stuff. There were some issues with my DIL this weekend and stuff that she put on FB that I thought was about me. I asked, and it was. Eventually we worked it out. It wasn't easy but for my Son's sake it's what needed to be done.

Trust me when I say, it was hard for me. But sometimes you just have to suck it up for the people that you love. Especially if you want to (continue to) have a close relationship with them.

Between the situation with the DIL and other issues sometimes I just think I'd be better off just deleting my FB and my blog. But the only thing I think that would resolve would be that my feelings would get hurt less. But I would lose the only places that I have to express myself. It's a no win situation. Either way I go.

In closing, judge not least you be judged.

Pain Management?

2013-01-23T10:10:00.000-05:00

As I've mentioned before, I have fibromyalgia and ruptured disc as well as a couple of other conditions that cause me to be in constant pain. I've never been a person who likes to take a lot of pain medications...I just hate the way they make me feel. But there are times when I have no choice, the pain just gets to be too much.

There are a couple of reasons that I hate taking pain meds. I hate the way they make me feel. I itch all over, I hate feeling "loopy". I know too many people who are addicted to RX's drugs.

I've always hated going to "pain management." A couple of days ago the hubby and I were talking about it and he asked me why it bothered me so much. It just feels so degrading to me. First of all, I have to take a urine test every time I go, like I'm some kind of junkie or something. I mean, I do understand...there are A LOT of "legal drug addicts" out there. People who "doctor shop." Not to mention, usually sitting in the waiting room of a pain management doctors office is like sitting in a probation officers office...it looks like a room full of crack heads.

I had my first appointment with my pain management doctor here yesterday. I walked into the office and there were so many people in there that there were people standing out in the hall, they didn't have enough chairs for everyone. I never saw my dr's office in NC that full.

When I was finally called to the back to see the dr I was ready to meet my dr and get our "plan" for my treatment in order. Yeah...there was no plan for treatment. He basically asked me what kind of pain meds I'd been on before (what worked for me), wrote the RX's for me, told me that he wants to do some injections in my neck (to be scheduled at a later date) and sent me on my way.

I could have told this dr any kind of pill that I wanted and he would have given it to me. It almost made me ill. I've heard the term "pill mill" before but I'd never experienced it until yesterday.

And they wonder why there are so many people who are addicted to RX pain meds. I mean really? No talk of physical therapy, no talk of exercise, no talk of anything except eating a bunch of pills. Am I crazy or does this seem wrong to y'all??

I'm glad I hate these pills and only take them when I'm desperate for relief. Cause I've lost too many people (in one way or another) due to drugs. I don't want to turn into one of them and from the looks of it, with this new doctor I easily could. (smdh)

It's Good To Be Home

2013-01-20T14:07:00.001-05:00

The title of this post has a couple of meanings. First, it's good to be blogging again. Since we've moved home I haven't really had the motivation to blog. I'm not sure why but I've decided to make an attempt to try to blog more.

Second, it's good to be HOME. Back with my family. Seeing my Son, my Grand Daughter, my Sister, my Dad...everyone, anytime I'd like.

Hubs and I are doing great. I had surgery (gallbladder removed) almost two weeks ago. I'm feeling better but it's a slow going process. A lot slower than I expected. I thought once they took it out I'd be back to my normal self, that's not the case. I'm just not feelings as bad as I was. I have a check up with the surgeon this week though so I'm hoping he will tell me that in time I'll be back to my old self lol.

My Grand daughter is doing great. She's amazing actually. Such a happy baby, she's always smiling. She's growing too dang fast though. I want to savor every moment and it's just going to fast for me. Y'all know I've got to post some pics of her!

Happy, happy girl!

This is her "God Father" pose.

So stinkin' cute I can't stand it!

She's always smiling.

She loves to send G'ma pics showing me how adorable she is! I love that her Momma takes the time to send me pics at least once a day (usually)! So sweet of her!

Like I said, it's GOOD to be HOME! I've missed y'all!

Friday Confessions....

2012-09-07T08:53:00.000-04:00

I have really missed confessions! Time to get back into it dang it!

I confess...I really miss blogging. Since moving home it doesn't seem like I have a whole lot of interesting stuff to write about though lol.

I confess...This little cutie is one of the reason's why I haven't been blogging much.

I confess...I really need to write a blog entry about the birth of my Grand Daughter but it's so hard to put into words the emotions I went through that day.

I confess...I could sit for hours and just stare at her..

I confess...on my birthday I sat and held her for two and a half hours and did just that (stared at her).

I confess...the house is coming together nicely, I need to also write a post with pictures to show y'all our new home.

I confess...Hubs and the Pugs are loving Louisiana. I don't think I've ever seen hubby happier. Though he does have some stress going on right now.

I confess...I can't believe how idiotic and impulsive some people are. Not to mention selfish. Reality is going to smack someone in the face. Hard.

I confess...I'm happier than I've been in a long time. Gotta love that!

Forever and a Day

2012-07-27T03:35:00.000-04:00

I know it's been forever since I've posted an entry updating y'all on the move and everything. We're almost completely settled in our (beautiful) new home!

Here's a short run down of what we've gone through during the process of this move:

1. Hubs was scammed out of $1000 from the first moving company we hired. Too long of a story for me to explain and we've chalked it up as a "lesson learned."

2. Second moving company hubs hired emailed him the morning they were supposed to pack/load/move our stuff to tell him they were canceling our move.

3. Hubs finally found a decent moving company to move our stuff, hubs had to load the truck though. No biggie, he hired a couple of guys in our neighborhood to help him and they got our whole house packed into that truck within two hours.

4. Once the truck was loaded hubs packed our dogs in his truck with him and started out for Louisiana. He stopped and spent the night with his parents on the way here. Within 30 minutes of being inside the state of Louisiana hubs was pulled over and given a speeding ticket lol.

5. As soon as hubs got to my nieces house he wanted to come see our new house. So we both climbed into our cars (truck) and set out for the 45 minute trip (from my nieces house). We got here and the guy who was supposed to be moved out of the house the day before still had half his stuff in the house and was out fishing.

6. We ended up helping him move the rest of his stuff out (so we could move in lol) and cleaned the house for him.

7. Since we had almost two weeks of waiting for the truck with our stuff to get here, we spent those two weeks sleeping on an air mattress and eating out every night.

8. The truck with our stuff finally arrived and we quickly realized that there is not a single piece of our furniture that isn't scratched. Hubs didn't wrap any of it with blankets, moving pads or anything so we had a mess.

Like I said, we're just about settled in now. We've still got a few "little" things we need to do and/or get for the house. But we're loving it here.

My niece had been asking me what "theme" I was going to go with in my kitchen and I couldn't decide. I hate doing the same thing everyone else does and just when I think I've come up with a cute new "theme" to go with it seems like everyone else does too lol. I like to be different, I don't want to do the "rooster" or "fat chef" themes that everyone seems to be doing these days.

And then it hit me...

Yes, I did lol. I decided to do an "all things cajun/Louisiana" theme. And I love it! I'm still trying to figure out the placement of certain things but for now, it'll do.

My cute little hot pepper scrubby holder I found at Dollar General (for $1)! It fits perfectly with all my other stuff!

This is the fireplace in the living room. Those candle (actually candle less) holders are actually a rust/burnt orange color and not red.

My plant stand in the otherwise useless corner.

My empty dining area. We still haven't found a dining set that we like yet. We're working on it.

Hubs is loving his new job. It's challenging but he's happy there. We've gone to my Dad's house the last couple of Saturdays in a row to do some work around his house for him. He's enjoying spending time with Don and getting to know him better.

We're doing great. All in all I have to say our marriage is right back where we both wanted it to be. We're both happier than we've been for a long time and we're enjoying every single minute of it.

Well, I've got to get my behind to bed. I sure could use the beauty sleep lol. Night y'all!

It's Been A Long Time Coming....

2012-06-13T22:36:00.002-04:00

Great news. Hubby officially accepted the job here in Louisiana yesterday. We're moving home. I swear I feel like I've spent the last 6 years waiting to exhale lol. Yesterday, I exhaled.

This is something that hubby and I have both been hoping to make happen for quite a while, and we've finally done it. It's adorable to see how excited he is about this new job and about moving here. I have a screen shot of a text message that he sent to me tonight that I was going to post but blogger is being a pain and wont let me upload it. It's cute to see him so excited.

I'm a little bummed that I'm not going to get to say bye to a few of the people that I met but I'm glad that I don't have to bother with "goodbyes" with a few of them.

Honestly, I feel like I gave NC all I could. I tried to make it work, I tried to fit in, to be accepted. Sometimes, no matter where you are, there are people that just aren't willing to let that happen. They're just too closed off to accept people who aren't just like them. Too busy judging you instead of taking the time to get to know you. That's kind of the way I feel about a lot of the people that I met there.

Don't get me wrong, I also met some really nice people, some who helped me to get through one of the hardest times of my life. (My ex's suicide) I'll never forget that, never forget their kindness.

For the most part, I'm ready to say hello to home and good riddance to our old "home!"

I guess I'm gonna have to rethink my blog title now huh? Lol...there's nothing I'd like better than to not have to call myself homesick. Not anymore baby!

In case you're curious, the answer is YES! As a matter of fact, I DO have a shit eating perma grin on my face right now lol!

Thank you all for your prayers! Much love!

2012-05-27T10:24:00.000-04:00

So hubby left this morning on his trip to Louisiana. His job interview is tomorrow morning. Please, if you're a praying person, say a few for us. Please pray that he gets this job.

He's so excited about this move, which I wasn't expecting. I haven't seen him this excited about anything since our wedding. He actually gets a sparkle in his eye when he talks about it.

He's really excited about getting out of the airplane maintenance field. He's so tired of climbing around inside of airplanes and working on them. This job will be a whole new arena for him.

He's excited about staring up his hobby of fishing again. We've been looking at houses and properties down there. He's excited about being able to do more work with bonsai trees too, since the weather down there is going to be a little "friendlier" to the trees than it is here.

As excited as I am about moving home for all the reasons I want to, I'm just as excited for hubby. I want this just as much for him as I do for myself. He's happier than I've seen him in a long time.

Please God, please....let them say "you've got the job!"

Pray hard for us y'all!

I Can't Help It

2012-05-18T21:18:00.000-04:00

I know I'm not supposed to get my hopes up but I can't help it. Hubby is leaving next weekend to go to Louisiana for a job interview. If you're a praying person, please say a prayer that he gets the job.

From everything he's heard for the company so far, the job is his. But until they actually say those words to him I'll be holding my breath lol. Don't worry (or celebrate), I wont forget to actually breath.

Even if he doesn't get his job we're still going to move down there eventually. I can't begin to tell you how damn happy that makes me. For so many reasons.

There's only one thing that I'm more excited about moving home...the birth of my grand daughter. That's why we're hoping to be down there by the time she gets here (she's due on September 1st)!

So yeah, say a prayer for us. Cross your fingers, and your toes!

To Tell Ya the Truth...

2012-05-11T00:00:00.000-04:00

I've been so inconsistent with blogging lately, so I thought I'd sit down and do a Friday Confessional. You can head over to Mamarazzi's blog to get the details on how to participate.

I confess...I haven't been sleeping good lately. When I don't sleep my muscles let me know it. Fibromyalgia sucks sometimes lol.

I confess...I didn't sleep at all last night. At 8 o'clock this morning I got a ~~wild hair~~ "energy boost" and decided to clean out my closets and my two chest of drawers. About half way through I was exhausted. Lol but when it looks like a bomb went off in your house with clothes everywhere it's not like you can just stop. Damn it.

I confess...Wednesday afternoon Hubby and I spent almost five hours in the ER. He'd been having dizzy spells and chest pains for two days so I made him a dr's appointment. (He was also complaining of feeling "pressure" in his head.) They did an EKG and ran a couple of test and said that even though the EKG looked fine they wanted me to take him immediately to the ER (because of his symptoms and his family history)

I was scared to death. The man is so damn stubborn about going to a dr and taking meds. And usually when he's not feeling well he just blows it off and keeps on going.

The whole time we were in the dr's office and ER he kept looking at me like "I can't believe you're making me do this!" If you could have seen his face when the dr's office told us to go straight to the ER...it was almost funny! I could tell that he wanted to argue with them about going but he knew I wasn't about to let that happen. I'm not bossy with him, at all. But when it comes to his health I'm not going to let him take stupid chances!

Thank God, after five hours of EKG's and blood test etc the only thing that they could find was that he was dehydrated. They also said that he needs to go get a stress test, I've got to make him an appointment for that.

Of course I got the "I TOLD YOU SO!" look.

I was in a panic. And of course because he's so damn stubborn he wouldn't let me call anyone. Grrr...men!

I confess...Mother's day is this weekend and I'm really missing my Mom. I'd give almost anything to have her here with me on Mother's day. Just one more Mother's day. It doesn't help that I can't be with my Son either. Blahhh...

I confess...We got my MIL a Kindle for Mother's day. She's gonna love it!!!

I confess...Hubby got me some clothes (gave me the VS card and said "pick out some stuff that you like and order it" as my gift. I don't think I did too bad. I got two shirts, two pair of pants, two bathing suits and a dress for $230! Woohoo!

I confess...I found out yesterday that my Sister and her husband decided to close their restaurant/bar and sell it. I'm so bummed. We've always had so much fun there when I go home. But I understand why they made the decision.

When they bought it because a close friend of theirs wanted to run it. He ended up having to have both of his hips replaced so my Sister and her hubby ended up having to handle the day to day running of it.

They're used to traveling, a lot. So to be stuck in one place for so long and the stress of running the business just got to be too much. Man I'm gonna miss that place.

I confess...I had to borrow some soy sauce from my neighbor a couple of days ago. She brought it to me and ended up staying over here for almost two hours. While her 2 (or three) year old son was home. By himself.

I kept asking her "Wont he get into stuff while you're gone?" (You know, trying to give her a hint to GO HOME TO HER CHILD) and she just kept replying "Nahh...he'll get his crayons and some paper and just watch cartoons!" WTH???

I confess...our Pugs are about to drive me out of my damn mind! They're so damn bad!

Well, that's all I've got for y'all this week. I hope you all have a great weekend and a happy Mother's Day!

Rawr...Friday Confessional

2012-04-20T00:17:00.001-04:00

Yes Ladies (and Gents) it's that time of the week again, time to let your confessions flow! Get it all out now so you can have a good weekend instead of holding in all that crap that weighs you down! It's really easy, just head on over to Mamarazzi's blog for all the details.

Well I'm busting at the seams so lets get started, shall we??

I confess...I'm pretty excited about my new layout. I've still got a couple of kinks to work out of it, should get that done today though.

I confess..I'm having a hard time adjusting to being back in NC. My extended trip home (Louisiana) spoiled me. I'm so wrapped up in my hopes of moving back there that it's been hard for me to readjust to being back here.

I confess...Now that I am home (NC) I realize how many fake ass people I'm surrounded by. And I hate it. I'm not a fake person, never have been. So to sit and pretend that I don't know how certain people really feel about me and how fake they're being about it...it makes me ill. I've realized that people who I thought were friends are only a friend when I have something to offer them. These are the type of people who I'm ready to be rid of.

I know I talk about people from Louisiana people, Cajun people like they're from another world, but in a lot of ways it's true. A Cajun person will not be fake with you, if they don't like you...you'll know it. Just be real people.

I confess...I have a dr's appointment today and I'm a bit worried. Recently I've noticed a change in my "breast tissue" (the only way I know how to describe it) so I called my Niece (she's an RN) and asked her about it.

Since my Aunt had breast cancer my Niece said it was best if I get to the Dr asap. I'm scared. I'm sure it's nothing but just the possibility...scares the you know what out of me. I already have a mammogram scheduled in October but I'm guessing they're going to move it up. Not looking forward to seeing the Boob Nazi's. But I know I need to.

I confess...I closed my Twitter account. I couldn't figure out how to get my blog entries to stop showing up on there so I just closed the damn thing.

I confess...I've been seriously considering closing down Homesick Cajun. I used to love that I was "incognito" on here. But so many family members have found out my blog address that I can't honestly express my true feelings, or what's going on in my life without the damn rumor mill starting. Lets be honest, there's just some bitches who don't need to know my business. Just like I don't need to know theirs.

I confess...I'm really going to hate losing my "Homesick Cajun" name though. I love this name, and it's really who/what I am. Once we move to Louisiana I'll come up with something cheeky I'm sure. I'll let (most of you) y'all know when I do close up shop here and what the new addy will be.

I confess...I've had my nose buried deep into a GED math book for the last week. I'm determined to go in to class, take the practice test and (hopefully) have my teacher schedule me to take the actual test. I also have to take the essay part of the GED test and then I'll be done. I'm ready for this shit to be over with lol.

I confess...Hubby has a wedding to perform down at the beach on Sunday. I'm excited to get a chance to go to the beach. I'm hoping that once he's done performing the ceremony we can just go sit on the beach and relax. I NEED THAT.

Well, that's all I can think of for this week. No, head on over to Mamarazzi's and link up! Hope you all have a great weekend!

It's A.....A Letter To My Grandchild

2012-04-10T11:23:00.001-04:00

In one of the entries I posted last week I mentioned that I was trying to figure out what I want my grand baby to call me. I think I also mentioned that my Nieces son calls me Onnie since he can't say Aunt. Well since that name seemed to stick that's what I've decided to let the baby call me.

Yesterday my Son and his girlfriend had their ultrasound to find out the sex of my grand baby. It broke my heart that I couldn't be there. The kids decided that they were going to try to Facetime with me if the facility had wifi, they didn't. So the called me and put me on speaker phone so I could hear it. I couldn't understand a word that was being said but my Son's best friend Nick (the baby's Godfather) was sweet enough to talk me through it.

I cried the entire time because I couldn't be there, because I was missing one of the most exciting times in my Son's (and mine) life. Just hearing the baby's heartbeat was enough to send me into tears!

In the first picture that I was able to see the baby is sucking it's thumb.

The next words I heard was the entire room saying....

Though my Son and were both hoping for a boy we couldn't be happier to know that in four short months there is going to be a beautiful little girl that is a mixture of my Son and his beautiful girlfriend to spoil rotten. I was sobbing like a baby. Lol I pretty much cried all day yesterday. I'm over the moon for this baby already!

Introducing Peyton Claire....

She's already stolen my heart!

Dear Peyton,

I never thought that I would get to this stage of my life, where anticipating your arrival is almost as exciting for me as waiting for your dad to be born was. I was wrong. Since the moment I found out about you I've been over the moon.

I spend hours sitting around imagining what your going to look like, what your laugh is going to sound like. I imagine watching your Daddy holding you and spoiling you. I imagine watching your Mommy care for you and fall in love with you more than she already is. I imagine you running to me, your Onnie, when your Mommy and Daddy wont let you have your way.

I promise to be a fun Onnie, I'm going to read you stories like I used to read to your daddy, I promise to teach you how to give me "pinch kisses" just like your Daddy did when he was little. I promise to get down in the floor with you and play with your toys and to make you laugh until your tummy aches.

Together you and I will have lots of fun, and when your mom and dad are not around I'll probably let you get away with things that they might not approve of, but as you will learn, that's what good Onnie's do. They spoil you and give you things that you won't get elsewhere!

I'm just so excited that you are coming soon! This will be a new rebirth - for both you and I. Your birthday will always be a special day for me, (especially if you're born on my birthday!) and when you get bigger the parties will get grander and the spoiling will get worse. You will cry to me "please Onnie can I have this or that", and honestly, if I have the money and you've been good, you'll probably bat your eyes at me and get your way.

There are so many people I wish you could have known, baby. Maybe you met them on your way here? Your Maw Maw Rose, your Aunt Sissy. What beautiful people there have been in your mom and dad’s lives. You wont get to meet them, but their inspiration is still felt by the people around you, so in a round-about way you will know them. And I'll be sure that you learn about who they were and how much they would have loved meeting you, and spoiling you.

So littlest one, I am so happy you are coming to meet me soon. I can't wait to see you. I can't wait to see if you'll have your daddies eyes, your mothers lips. What will you be like? Who will you be? Borrow a little from mommy and a little from daddy. But most of all, I know, you will be you. I can say with some certainty you will be independent. I’m pretty sure you will be considerate and loving, intelligent and thoughtful, creative and articulate. I know these things because that’s what you live with.

Most of all, you will be you. My little unborn baby Peyton, your entire life is still ahead of you. A blank canvas for you to paint your life on. You are not limited to being mini-Amanda or mini-Rusty. Amazing as they are, and as much as you will learn from them. You will be you, and I can’t wait to get to know the person you will become.

There are a few things that I hope that you inherit from your Mommy and Daddy. Your Mommy's cute girly style, and her sweetness. Your Daddy's infectious laugh, his compassion for other people. I hope that you're as outspoken as both of them, and also that you have their love for their families.

I hope that I am as important to you as your Mommy and Daddy's grandparents are to them. I hope that I am someone you'll always remember lovingly, and that I'm someone who you'll turn to when you need someone to talk to, just like your Mommy does her Grandmother.

Most of all Peyton, I hope that you please remember that nobody except your mother and father will ever love you the way I (and your other Grandma) do. I'm so excited to meet you little one, I can't wait to hold you in my arms and look into your eyes.

Love always,

Onnie

TTUS Getting Back Into the Swing of Things...Slowly.

2012-04-03T11:49:00.001-04:00

It's been a little hard for me to get into the hang of blogging again (in case you haven't noticed) so I decided to link up with Shawn and Impulsive.
I have baby fever. As I mentioned in my last entry, I found out that I'm going to be a Grandma this past December and I couldn't be happier. My Pinterest is overflowing with baby stuff.

My Son got to feel the baby move for the first time yesterday. I cried like a baby when I found out. This whole experience has turned me into an emotional, blubbering idiot.

I've started tanning again. My (Podunk) little town is now down to two tanning salons. One is awesome the other is dirty, their beds are old and the staff lazy. I love the salon I'm going to but DAMN! It takes an act of congress just to get an appointment.

Hubby's daughters are coming down for Easter dinner this weekend. Should be a nice day.

I really need to wash my car but every time I've planned to wash it the weather doesn't play along!

I'm completely addicted to The Hunger Games books. I finished reading the second book yesterday and I'm depressed. I'm depressed cause I know I only have one more book to read and then it's over.

Well, that's all for me, y'all have a great day!

Confession Time

2012-03-30T08:44:00.003-04:00

It's been so long since I've done my Friday Confessions. I'm so ready for this! Are you ready? Grab the button above and play along!I confess...I'm counting down the days until I get to back to Louisiana. I can't wait to see my Son's girlfriend and her growing belly.

I confess...I'm not looking forward to the 19 hour road trip alone though. I've never done a road trip alone. I'm also terrified of driving on interstates alone. But I'm gonna do it!

I confess...I can't wait until we move there, I wont have to make any road trips. Yay.

I confess...My Son and I are still having "issues" with what my grand baby is going to call me. He wants the baby to call me Grandma...not gonna happen. I've got to come up with a cute name that suits me.

I confess...I need to wash my car this weekend. She's white but with all the pollen it's a puky yellow color.

I confess...I've jumped on the Hunting Games bandwagon. I just finished the first book and I loved it.

I confess...I feel a new blog design coming on. I'm over this one already lol.

I confess...I've tried commenting on a couple of "confession" entries and blogger wont let me. I keep getting an error message! :0(

I confess...I've missed my Friday Confessions!

It's Good To Be Back

2012-03-28T16:32:00.001-04:00

I know, I know..."Where in the hell have you been??" My month long trip home (Louisiana) for the holidays ended up turning into a three month visit. Whew...by the time I got home (North Carolina) I was exhausted lol.

There's so much to tell y'all about. First of all..........

I'M GONNA BE A GRANDMOTHER!
My son and his girlfriend found out a week or so after Christmas that they are pregnant. And though I always dreamed of my son being married and having all his stuff together...how can I be mad about a grand baby? I can't!

I'm beyond excited. Hubby is currently looking for a job in Louisiana (or close to it) and we'll hopefully be moving before the baby gets here. She's due on my birthday. We'll find out on April 9th if it's a boy or a girl.

Once I found out about the baby I decided to stay in Louisiana long enough to go to the first ultrasound appointment. I can't begin to describe to y'all what that was like. I was bawlin' like a damn baby in the room once I heard the heartbeat and saw the baby!

My Dad was also hospitalized while i was there. His health isn't good at all. I constantly worry about him now that I'm home. I can't wait until I'm there so I can take care of him!

I ended up staying with my Niece and her family most of the time that I was there. It was nice, though I'm not used to being around three kids under the age of 9 anymore lol.

Here's a bunch of pics, in no particular order...

My son and I on Christmas Eve

My Sister Denise, Nephew in law Luis and his friend Floyd

My Son's gf and I. Girlfriend can dance lol.

My BIL Tomy on his paddle board. They live on the bayou and their bar/restaurant is on the bayou so sometimes they just jump on their paddle boards to go to the bar. Lmao!

My Sister Diann

Amanda (Niece), Denise (Sister), Me and Amanda (AKA Lil Tot since there are now two Amanda's in the family. She's my Grand baby's Momma lol)

I let my Niece Amanda fix my hair. This was taken while she was in the middle of her giving me a "Jersey Bump", I now see why she told me to NOT look in the mirror until she was done.

Diann (Sister) and I at her bar watching the LSU game.

Louisiana Sunset

Lil Tot and I

My Godchild/Niece Destiny and I.

My Niece Amanda's son Maddox. I fell in love with this little guy while I was there. He calls me Onnie (he can't say Aunt lol)

My Nephew Eric and I.

My Sister Diann and her hubby Tomy before going to the Apollo Mardi Gras Ball. How gorgeous is her dress??

Lil Tot and I.

Diann, Amanda and I

Amanda and her husband Luis

Amanda and I

Moi

My Son and I

Sisterly love

One of my new favorite shots. It's called a finger me good but since my Niece Amanda and I refuse to call it that we just call them "FMG's". They're so yummy! 3/4th's a shot of crown 1/4th a shot of butterscotch schnapps.

When I landed in Lafayette (Louisiana) the first thing I saw was this woman dressed as Mrs Clause. Head to toe...it was hilarious!

Me, Rusty, and Amanda. Vegas bombs baby.

Cheers!

Baby bump

Diann and Tomy before the Apollo Ball

Me again

My new car hubby got me while I was gone. Since I'll be making a few road trips to Louisiana until we move there he decided to sell mine and get me this one.

Diann before the ball...none of us realized that she had her glasses hanging on her dress until after we took these pics lol.

Maddox on "Wacky, Tacky" day at daycare for Dr. Suess' birthday.

Hubby's daughters crossing the finish line of the Shamrock Marathon. I cut my trip short in order to be able to be there to watch them cross the finish line. So proud of both of them!

They rock!

My Son telling me that we've taken enough pictures and he's not taking anymore with me.

Amanda and I at her birthday party. My Son is on the left in the background and my Dad is on the right.

Rusty and I

Amanda and I thinking we look cute on the dance floor.

Quite a few things happened while I was there, and I learned quite a few things too. Here's a list.

A member of my family was extremely drunk and took my bottle of pain pills out of my purse and took a bunch of them. We're still not sure how many were taken but when I found her, her pupils were unresponsive and she barely had a pulse. She was rushed to the hospital (by ambulance) and released the same night. She didn't intentionally try to commit suicide, she was just drunk and depressed. But...this happened on Christmas Eve night.

A friend of mine passed away. He was 35 years old and they're pretty sure he had a massive heart attack. Because of his passing away I got to see his brother who used to be one of my best friends. He'd been in a car wreck 7 years earlier and had massive brain injuries. The last time I saw him he was in a wheelchair. When I saw him at the funeral he's walking with a crutch and sounds like the guy I knew before the wreck. It was amazing to see him and get to spend some time with him.

I learned that my Son isn't dealing with his father's suicide as well as I thought he was and that he needs me more now than I think he has since he was little. Especially with a baby on the way. He's also not dealing with my living so far away as I thought he was. It breaks my heart to know that. It also broke my heart to see my adult son cry every time I talked about coming home.

I learned that my Father's health is even worse than I thought it was and that he isn't taking care of himself at all. He needs me there, and he wants me there to take care of him. None of my other family members who live there have the time to take care of him.

I learned that I need to go home. I need to be with my family just as much as they need to be there. It's hard living somewhere that you have very few (one) friends. It's also hard to live around a bunch of people who you feel like will never accept you no matter how much you accept them.

I've learned that someone that I thought I was at least civil with has been talking about me behind my back. I never considered the bitch a friend but she sure is an enemy now!

I've learned that there are some things I should not read. It's only going to piss me off. I've also learned that some people are mean just for the sake of being mean. And because they're so damn immature that they don't care who's feelings they hurt. Hell, if I had to guess I'd say that was the intention all along.

I also realized that I have an amazing family. We might be dysfunctional but we love each other and we support each other no matter what.

I've missed reading my favorite blogs and cant wait to catch up with all of you!

Where the Hell Have I Been? WWTKW

2011-11-30T03:57:00.000-05:00

It seems like it's been forever since I posted an entry in here. You see, what had happened was (lol) Hubby bought me an iPad. So (most of) the rest of the world kind of disappeared for a couple of weeks.

I've also been in the land of numbers (aka HELL). Numbers in the form of fractions, percents, algebra, geometry, etc. Yeah, school. Remind me why I'm doing this again?? Oh yeah, to get my GED. Whew.

Actually I did get some pretty good news yesterday at school. Our math teacher gave us a test on Monday to see how we're progressing. I'm embarrassed to admit that when I started this whole GED process I tested at the 7th grade level in math (all other subjects? 12th grade honors. Math sucks!!). The test I took on Monday showed that I'm now testing at an 11th grade level.

Once my teacher saw my scores she asked me to take the practice GED test to see how I would do. I only had time to take the first half of it but I only missed one problem. (Go me!) My teacher wants me to sign up to take the actual math GED test on December 13th. But...I'm leaving to go home on December 11th so it's going to have to wait until I get back. Lets hope I don't panic like I normally do and spaz on the test lol.

Now that I've updated you, lets get on with the WWTKW questions! You can go to Mamarazzi's , Queso's or Crazymama's blogs to grab the button and the questions if you want to "play" along.

1. what is the worst job you have ever had?

This one is a toss up. It's either housekeeper at Comfort Suites (yuck) or (T shirt) inspector for Fruit of the Loom. The actual job of inspecting t shirts wasn't bad, but when you have to send t shirts back to the girls who sewed them because they screwed up it doesn't make you a very popular person in the workplace.

2. have you ever been fired?

Twice. When I was a bartender my boss caught me giving drinks to my friends (hell, I was drunker than Cooter Brown at the time lol.) and he let me go. Totally understandable. He and I are still great friends to this day!

The other time I was an office manager for a construction company and the assistant office manager was padding her time sheet. I didn't catch it so the ~~dickhead~~ boss accused me of "being in on it". A huge argument ensued and he fired me/I quit. I mean really, if I was going to "help" her steal from the company don't you think I'd make sure that benefited me too?? Asshat. If he would have let me take care of her time sheet the problem would have enver happened.

3. what would your dream job be?

Something where I would be helping single mothers and abused women. Can you imagine how gratifying that would be?I'd (also) love to own a tanning salon. Not because I'm all Snookie about tanning or anything, I've just always thought it would be a cool business to own.

4. what did you want to be when you "grew up"?

An attorney. My Mom always said I'd be good at it because I had an arguement for everything. Hehe...

5. how old were you when you got your first job?

16, I was a hostess at Spinnakers Restaurant in Atlanta.

Ipad It Up To Here...

2011-11-14T03:47:00.000-05:00

We had a quiet weekend around here. Hubby is only teaching a two hour class, two days a week right now so he's be home a lot and we've just been hanging around the house.

Ok...so he's been staying up all night playing with his new PS shoot 'em up, bang bang game lol. And cursing like the sailor that he used to be. He decided to buy his own Christmas present this year. I hate when he does that. He totally got himself the game that I was going to get him. Lol I guess he couldn't wait that long for his game.

I wont complain though because I got my present on the same day. He'd told me what I was getting a couple of weeks before (I've been hinting about it here lol). And here "He" is...

I named him "Jax".

Here he is in his new case...

Yeah, so I named him Jax. In case you're living in the woods somewhere and have never seen Son's of Anarchy, this is who I named him after.

Yes please!

I'm sure he's not everyone's cup of tea. Just know, he cleans up well. Very well.

Yummy.

Lol when Hubby first told me about getting me an iPad 2 I'd decided to name it Penelope but then changed it to Jax. But, I'm thinking Penelope goes better with that blue case. Whatever. Just know that I'm in love with it. I take it to bed with me.

I either read a book on it (in bed) or I shove my earphones as deep in my ears as I possibly can (when Hubby is playing his shoot 'em up games) and watch TV (thank you Time Warner Cable for your wonderful app).

He really surprised me. I figured since I'm going home for Christmas that I would be getting very little in the gift department. It cost so damn much when I go home. Between the rental car and spending money, it takes a lot.

Saturday a friend of mine took some pictures of me. I'd been wanting to do a couple of head shots for hubby. He has these amazing head shots of himself that I've been wanting to hang in our bedroom but he thinks it would look stupid if we just had two huge shots of him in there lol. Anyheadshots, here's a few of the pics that she posted on FB. She said these were her favorites.

I love the one on the right.

This one isn't bad, but I can't say it's a favorite of mine.

I love this one minus the hair in my face. She said she loved the "hair in the face" thing in pics. I thinking I don't lol.

Not one of my fav's.

The ones on the top are OK but I have to admit, I don't get the "crotch shot". Lmao, I was actually embarrassed when I saw that she'd posted this one of FB. I can just hear my Son now haha!

She did a great job on the pics, it's not her skills that make the pics bad in my book. I'm just so damn spastic lol. It's hard for me to smile and have it look natural. You can tell if that by looking at these. Not one of the "smiles" looks natural. I don't know why, I've always been this way though.

Well, that's all I've got for today. I hope you all have a great week!

Dealing With Emotions

2011-11-06T08:14:00.000-05:00

Days like these are never easy for me. I'm always the one who gets down on birthdays and on the anniversaries of our loved ones who've passed away. It just never seems to get easier for me like it does my Sisters. Sometimes I wish it would. I wish I could be them sometimes.

Twenty three years ago my little Sister passed away. (you can click the link to read her story) It's never an easy day for me, even more so today. I'm an emotional wreck. I wish that I was home so I could go to the cemetery, I know that I would probably feel better if I could. Most of my family doesn't go to my Mom's or Sister's graves. I understand their reasons, we all cope differently.

I'm hoping that by putting these words down here will help today easier for me. I've got a lot of homework to get done before tomorrow and I need my mind in the right spot.

I miss you Sissy. I wish you were still here. I wonder what you'd be like at 36. I wonder what your children would look like. I wonder about so much. I love you.

Friday Confessions

2011-11-04T08:16:00.000-04:00

Time to confess. If you're ready to "bare you soul" then head on over to Mamarazzi's blog and grab the button.

I confess...I got my hair colored and trimmed yesterday by my SIL. I love it. I'll post pics soon.

I confess...Since I refuse to drive in VA (where SIL works and lives) hubby had to bring me. We decided to go have dinner with his youngest daughter. It was so nice seeing her. And damn the food was so good.

I confess...I should be cleaning my house right now. I'll start on it as soon as I finish this though.

I confess...my dr's office called me the other day to tell me that they'd finally scheduled my appointment with the neurologist. The one my dr had completely forgotten about and looked at me like I was nuts when I brought it up.

I confess...I love it when I know I'm right haha!

I confess...I can't wait until Breaking Dawn comes out on DVD. I hate going to the movies so I'll have to wait until it does to see it. Sucks.

I confess...my trip home is getting closer. I'm getting really excited.

I confess...I called my Dad the other day to tell him that I'd be staying at his house. He didn't seem like he cared one way or another lol.

I confess...That's my pops!

I confess...I'm starting to actually "get it" in my math class. It feels pretty damn good.

I confess...I'm ready to kick my neighbors ass cause she wont do something about her damn barking dogs.

I confess...I'm trying to come up with a name for my Christmas present hubby is getting me. I'd decided on Penelope but now I'm kind of thinking Jax or Opie. Haha!

I confess...I need to get my butt off of here. I've got a house to clean.

Hope y'all have a great weekend.!

Happy Thursday

2011-11-03T08:16:00.000-04:00

Have y'all seen the video of the judge beating his daughter after he found out that she downloaded (illegally) some music and a game on her computer? If not and you want to see it (I'll warn you, it's horrible) you can Google it (judge beating daughter). I don't want to put the link here, cause it will offend some people.

I cried watching it. That poor child. The video is four years old, she was 16 at the time. She also has ataxic cerebral palsy. She said that she posted the video on Youtube because she wants her Dad to get help.

What kills me is the girls Mother. She's in the room watching the beating, she even hits the girl once. The Mother claims that she was being abused also and that's why she didn't stop it.

Most of y'all are mothers. I doubt one of you would say that you would let your child be beaten into submission in front of you. Abused or not. It makes me ill.

I'm going to get my hair done today. I can't wait. I need a haircut so bad lol. I'm also getting it colored. This is the color I'm going for.

When I go home for Christmas I'll probably get it highlighted too. I'm so used to highlights that it's hard to get used to just one color lol.

Y'all my neighbors dogs are driving me nuts. They bark constantly. Yesterday they started when she left for work (about 6:30 am) and they didn't stop until after 9 pm. I don't want to call the cops or animal control. I hate to be "that" neighbor. We haven't said anything to her either, she's just not the approachable type. I have mentioned it on FB several times though and she always apologizes but it's getting old quick.

We can hear them barking over the sound of our TV. That's how loud they are. Hubby can usually just ignore it but I cant. Because of my ADHD background noises are something that has always gotten to me. I can't ignore them. No matter how hard I try.

Hubby told me the other day what he's getting me for Christmas. Since I'll be leaving to go home two weeks before Christmas he's going to let me get it in the next couple of weeks. I'm not going to say what it is yet, I'll introduce y'all once I get it. But let me just say I'm so freakin' excited!! Woot woot! Lol...

Want to Know

2011-11-02T06:31:00.001-04:00

Make sure you stop by Mamarazzi and Queso's blogs to check out their answers and to grab the questions!

1. How did you celebrate Halloween? Adult party? Trick or treating? Trunk or treat?

Very quietly. We stayed home. We didn't even have one kid come to our door. Which was great cause we'd already eaten almost all of the candy lol.

2. What candy is your favorite/the first thing you steal from the kids?

Reese! Any kind of Reese. Those things are like crack. Just sayin'.

3. What kind of candy do you give out, is it your favorite? Or something you know you won't be tempted to eat?

We bought Tootsie Rolls this year. And ate almost all of them lol.

4. How soon after Halloween do you take down decorations and put away decorations?

I don't normally decorate for Halloween. I guess I'm too lazy lol.

5. When do you decorate for the next holiday?

Well, I would say Christmas but since I'm going home this year I don't know how much decorating I'll be doing. I'm sure we'll put up the tree since Hubby will still be here and spend Christmas eve with his girls. But other than that, I wont be doing much.

Y'all have a great day now, ya hear?

Say What You Need To Say...

2011-10-29T09:59:00.002-04:00

Since I can't sleep I thought I'd write a short (or not) post of the random things that are going through my over active brain right now. It's gonna be random, be prepared.

* I'm starting a new blog. Once I get it all set up I'll give most of you the link to it. I just need a space that my family can't read. You know, for when I need to vent. There's just somethings that I sometimes need to say that I'd prefer certain people don't see. I'm excited about it.

* I finally got my tabs (at the top of the page) working again. That was driving me nuts trying to figure out why the wouldn't show up lol.

* I'm patting myself on the back for my new layout. I'm loving the colors. I really liked the fall layout but the colors were so drab.

* I should know better than bragging about how well my new heartburn medicine is working (last night). I have terrible heartburn right now.

* My friend Jessica found out that she was pregnant on Wednesday. On Monday she found out that she'd had a miscarriage. It just breaks my heart for her. She's going to be a great Mother. She's taking it better than I expected her to though. I'm at least happy for that.

* My poor curling iron is dying a slow death. I usually just buy the Conair curling irons from Wal-Mart, like this one.

But I'm thinking I might want to try a different brand next time. So, what is your favorite brand of curling iron?

* My straightening iron isn't far behind my curing iron. I love my Chi iron.

But it seems like I've only had this one for a year or so and it's already spazing out on me. It's my second one. I've already killed one of them lol. So, once again...what's your favorite brand straightening iron?

* To a certain someone...what I should have said was "Well excuse me for speaking the truth!" And while I'm at it, let me say this. Apologizing, even if you're right (you were so NOT right btw) is sometimes the "nice" thing to do. Duhh.

* Am I the only one who has some FB pet peeves going on? Here's just a short *snort* yeah right) list of mine.

Calling someone "out" on FB (online period). Do you really think telling ~~the whole damn world~~ "someone" that you're gonna "beat their ass into the ground" is going to scare them? Nothing like showing your friends how ~~ghetto~~ badass you are!

Posting pictures of your 7 year old child "shooting the bird". OK, it's cute when you catch a picture of a baby (or smaller child) doing it. But posting several pictures of your 7 year old daughter doing it (on purpose, usually because you told them to.) isn't going to win you any father of the year awards.

Posting pictures of your kid throwing gang signs. Really? He's 6.

{image courtesy of Google}

Letting everyone on FB know that you and your husband are arguing. And then getting pissed off at people because their comments aren't taking your "side".

10 million people all trying to be the first person to tell you that Michael Jackson, Amy Winehouse, and whoever else died. I mean, if you see it on your wall (from your friends posting it) more than five times, then I'm sure the rest of us know.

Letting your 5-12 year old kids open a FB account period. Have you ever heard the word pedophile?

Letting your young daughters post inappropriate (in my opinion) pictures of themselves. You know, the "sexy" poses in all those pics that you commented on saying "look at you miss sexy" or "your beautiful". *shakes head*

First of all, she hasn't even hit double digits yet. Secondly, why would you want her to think that pictures like that (of a young INPRESSIONABLE girl) are sexy or beautiful?

All I can say to the above is "You know there's a trailer park attached to that somewhere!"

Telling everyone and anyone who'll listen (on FB) how much of a deadbeat your baby daddy (or baby momma) is. If they're a deadbeat take them to court. Don't blast it on FB for everyone, including your child to see. And who (in their right mind) wants their child to know that their "Daddy don't care about them!"??

Family arguments where the whole family gets involved and starts leaving nasty comments on each other's profiles. Trashy.

Posting that "so and so" deleted and blocked you and how you could care less. You must care if you noticed.

Constantly complaining. Don't you ever have anything positive to say? No? Let me share a little secret with you that my Mom told me when I was young. "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all."

Yes, I realize that this blog entry totally goes against the above quote. Shut up. It's my blog. Lmao.

Posting thousands of "self portraits". Especially the one's that you've taken in the mirror. Don't get me wrong, I've taken a pic or two of myself, even in the mirror. But it was only so I could show off a hair cut or something. It wouldn't be so bad if there weren't so many of them. See this example below...

This is a girl that I used to work with. She's gorgeous. No doubt about it. She's also one of the sweetest people you'll ever meet. Not the brightest bulb in the bunch, but sweet as can be.

These pics kill me though. And this is only a few of them. There are lots more. Even worse...the damn "smooch" lips. Uugh. That's so last year. (yes, I'm being sarcastic).

You've just gotta love the first picture on the second row. If you look to the far left of the picture you can almost see her daughter sleeping in the back seat while she's taking pictures. As.she's.driving. Wow.

On a side note, HOLY BOOBS Batman. I don't care what you do, you're not hiding those puppies. Everyone knows that they're there. Do you really have to show them off in almost every picture? (If you're a guy I know what your answer will be.)

Am I hatin'? Damn skippy lol. I wish I looked that good!

Posting open ended status messages that make everyone ask you "What's wrong?" "Are you OK?" Basically, looking for pity. If you need some support, cool. But don't leave a message that makes everyone worry about you and then not answer them for a few hours. You know, for the "dramatic" effect. Can you say emo drama queen?

"Hacking" into your boyfriends (or girlfriends) FB and posting a status about how great their girlfriend (or boyfriend) is. It's annoying. Stop it. While you're at it, trying growing up a little. You're in your 40's. It's just weird.

TYPING IN ALL CAPS. DO PEOPLE REALIZE HOW DAMN ANNOYING THIS IS?

Last but not least is all the game request that people send me. I do not want to help you plow any fields or any other such chore's that one would do on a farm. I don't want to help you with any kind of game. Did you ever learn to play alone as a child? And why is necessary to send me three or four a day? It seriously makes me want to delete you.

Maybe it's just me. Maybe I spend too much time on FB lol.

Beath In, Breath Out!

2011-10-28T10:26:00.000-04:00

Yay, today is my exhale day. When I "confess" it's like a huge exhale! Let's get down to business, shall we?

I confess...Halloween is in a couple of days. At the beginning of the month when Hubby and I did our grocery shopping we bought two of these huge bags of Tootsie roll candy.

I confess...those two bags of candy are almost gone. Yay for tootsie rolls. Boo for tick or treaters. Boo for my waistline.

I confess...there were very few things I craved when I was preggers. Tootsie Rolls were the one constant thing I did crave. I should have known better than buying those two bags of candy.

I confess...This was posted by one of my sister's good friends (she's also on my friends list) on FB on the day that Obama announced that our troops would be coming home.

It honestly wanted to make me slap her selfish ass. I mean, I'm sure all the families of the troops were pissed about Y&R being interrupted too. The fact that my Sister "liked" this made me want to have a "come to God" meeting with her too lol.

I confess...My Godchild Destiny posted this picture on FB yesterday.

I was floored. I haven't seen her with long hair in years. I figured since I hadn't seen her since January that she'd let it grow out. This is how she normally wears it.

{Destiny and her Sister Amanda}

So I left her a comment that said "Des, I love your hair! Please promise me that you wont cut it!!" To which she replied "Nanny (that's what she calls me), that's weave!" Lmao!

I confess...My Niece Amanda (Destiny's sister) and her husband Luis went to the Vampire Ball last weekend and she posted these pics.

{Amanda and Luis by the pond at my Sister's house before the ball}

{How gorgeous are they?}

{I'm in love with her hair color and totally want to copy it when I go home in December!}

{The happy couple}

I confess...when I saw these pictures I almost cried. Amanda is such a beautiful girl. And you wouldn't know it by looking at her, but this girl has been through a lot in her short life. She had three kids by the time she was 23 (I think), she was in two abusive relationships and she had no self esteem what so ever.

Then she met Luis.

That man is so good to her. He treats her like a queen. Since meeting Luis she's gone to school and she's steps away from becoming an RN. She works her butt off. But she's happy. And if you would have asked me years ago if she'd be as happy as she is today, I would have said no. I thank God for Luis coming into her life.

I can't tell you how many people say "She's too pretty to be with him!" when they see pictures of the two of them together! That makes me so angry. I could never begin to tell you how good he is to her. And how much she loves him!

I confess...I love that both of my Nieces are so happy. My Sister sure does make some beautiful babies doesn't she??

I confess....I didn't go to school at all this past week. I've been in a flare the entire week. I'm worried that they're going to end up kicking me out of the class if I keep missing like this. I haven't gone an entire week since I started. I'm either in a flare or I end up with a huge case of insomnia. And let me tell you, algebra doesn't come easy when you've had no sleep at all!

I confess...speaking no sleep. I've got to find out what the laws in our area are about barking dogs. It's seriously getting ridiculous!

The neighbors on my left have three pit bulls and a yellow lab that bark all damn day long.

I'm not even exaggerating. I wish I was.

The neighbor on my right have three beagles, they bark but it's not excessive.

The neighbors across the street (who just happen to be the parents and adult siblings of the neighbors on the left) have a German Sheppard that barks almost non stop all day.

The only relief that we get from the dogs on the left is if I put something on FB about how the barking is driving me nuts. Then my neighbor sees it and she'll bring her dogs in. Geeze!

I confess...I'll never understand why people have dogs if they're just going to chain them up and leave them outside to bark all damn day. It's cruel!

I confess...I received my bracelet from the Ruby Jane foundation yesterday.

{I don't think I'll ever take it off}

Along with the bracelet I got this picture, It is now hanging on my refrigerator for me to see every time I go in the kitchen!

{Such a beautiful angel}

All I had to do was tell them that I was already registered (register if you haven't already) organ donor. You can find out more about Ruby Jane here and here.

I confess...I can't wait to go home for Christmas.

{only 44 more days to go!}

I confess...it's the first time my whole family will be together for Xmas in 8 years. It's the first Xmas I'll spend with my Son in 8 years. I'm ecstatic about it!

Y'all have a great weekend now, ya hear?

Short N' Sweet? Maybe....

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If you need to confess a few "sins" then head on over to Mamarazzi's blog and get the deets.

I confess...I've been up all night.

I confess...I've been up all night trying to uninstall and reinstall iTunes.

I confess...I don't understand why Apple would release an update if you can't install the damn thing. Without being a computer genius.

I confess...I've literally been at it since about 8:30 last night. It's now 5:46am and I still haven't been able to install the latest update.

I confess...I'm really bitter about it.

I confess...My Son's girlfriend broke up with him. Because she can't handle the fact that he's gone (at work) three weeks out of the month.

I confess...I get where she's coming from BUT she could go to work with him. He even offered to pay her bills (the few that she has) so that she doesn't have to get a job and she'll be able to go to work (not actually to work but out of town) with him.

I confess...He even offered to go back to his old position at work, where he'd be at home every night, on call three weeks out of the month.

I confess...If he goes back to the old position he wont get the promotion that he's supposed to get in January.

I confess...If he DOES get that promotion he'll get bonus' every year. Last year the bonus was $21,000.

I confess...He's willing to give all that up just so she'll be happy and take him back.

I confess...She told him "Let's give it time and we'll see how things go when you get home. (WTF? I mean, if a guy is that willing to do what it takes to make you happy you jump on it right??)

I confess...he's miserable.

I confess...Being the mother of a 22 year old grown man doesn't mean it's easy to know he's hurting and keep my trap shut. Apron strings are HARD to loosen people!

I confess...I'm a little bitter about it.

I confess...I found out yesterday that my bff is going to have a baby.

I confess...she's going to be the best Mommy ever. And she's going to have a beautiful baby!!

I confess...Math (school) has been going a little easier for me this week. I'm cautiously optimistic.

I confess...I'm still bitter about it.

I confess...I packed up my "summer" clothes and unpacked all my "winter" clothes.

I confess...It's almost like have new clothes.

I confess...I got to wear my Uggs today. Nothing makes me happier.

I confess...I'll never be bitter about that!

I confess...These two brats right here have been working my ever lovin' last nerve.

I confess...I'll always be bitter about that!

Lol...I hope you all have a great weekend!

Just In Case You're Wondering

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If you'd like to play along with this weeks We Want to Know Wednesday you can go by Mamarazzi's, Queso's or Crazymama's blogs and grab their button and the questions.

1. When was the last time you lost your temper?
Probably today. Probably with my dogs (Bebe's kids). I don't know what's gotten into those two lately but man they're working my (and hubby's) last damn nerve lately.

No one believes us when we tell them how bad they are. It's true...they're BAD!

2. What 3 words best describe you?
Loving, caring, honest.

3. What movie could you watch over and over again and never get tired of?
The Hangover. I laugh every time I watch it. I like to laugh.

4. If you could do something dangerous, just once, with no risk, what would you do?
Go sky diving. I really want to. I'd have to go tandem though. Cause I know when it would get down to it there's no way I'd jump on my own lol.

5. Which is more important, intelligence or common sense?
Common sense. Without it, most people are pretty damn dumb. Sorry, just my opinion.

Hope you all have a great hump day!